"What is the matter?"
"Truth and Daisy, versus civility and the world. And it is not so easy to make a child comprehend some of the fine distinctions we are accustomed to draw. White and black are very white and black, to such eyes, and no allowance is made for a painter's lights and shades."
"She must make allowance for what your eyes see," said Mrs.
Randolph.
Mr. Randolph made no answer.
"Daisy is entirely changed," her mother went on, "and is become utterly obstinate and unmanageable. Perfectly self- important too she thinks there is no wisdom now but her own. I may thank you for it, Dr. Sandford."
"You do me too much honour," said the doctor.
"It is an honour you share with Mr. Dinwiddie."
"I did not know I shared anything with Mr. Dinwiddie."
"He has infected the child with a set of perfectly fanatical notions; and you persisted in keeping her under that creature's care, where they had time to grow strong."
"I will do all I can to repair mischief done," said the doctor. "Mrs. Benoit is a good nurse for the body, and you will bear me witness it was for repairs of that I was called in. What is the other damage referred to?"